Reborn in 72, I hunt to support my family and spoil my younger sister rotten.

“You’re right, Mother,” Li Xiangyang said softly, knowing in his heart that his mother was trying not to cause trouble for Uncle Wang.

The room quieted down, with only the faint sound of the kerosene lamp audible.

“Actually, don’t worry too much,” Li’s mother seemed to be comforting her son, and also convincing herself, “Even if Zhang Dashan wants to make things difficult for us, he won’t dare to do it openly. He’ll just deduct some work points; we can manage to get by.”

Li Xiangyang felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at his mother's forced composure.

He knew perfectly well that "making do" was nothing more than just not starving.

This mountain really needs to be dealt with.

Zhang Dashan was able to act arrogantly because he was the old Party Secretary's nephew.

Everyone assumed that Party Secretary Zhang would favor him, so they dared not speak out against it.

But Li Xiangyang remembered that the last time the old Party Secretary appeared in his previous life was when he reprimanded Zhang Dashan for his misbehavior.

At that time, the old Party Secretary was already seriously ill.

At first, everyone thought the old Party Secretary was faking it, afraid of being implicated. But later, the villagers realized that the old Party Secretary was completely unaware of what Zhang Dashan had done.

"Mom," Li Xiangyang's eyes lit up as he thought of this, "Do you think Old Zhang, the Party Secretary, knows what Zhang Dashan has been doing?"

"This..." Li's mother hesitated for a moment, "They probably don't know. But they are relatives after all, so it's hard to say."

Hearing his mother say this, Li Xiangyang shook his head. "Mom, you underestimate Old Zhang's awareness. It's precisely because we all think this way that people like Zhang Dashan have the opportunity to be arrogant."

"This..." Li's mother looked worried. "You really need to think this through. Old Secretary Zhang's health has always been poor; don't upset him."

"Don't worry, Mom," Li Xiangyang said softly. "I'm just telling the truth. I'll bring the money. If someone gets seriously ill from anger, I'll take them to the hospital."

The next morning, Li Xiangyang got up very early.

"So early?" Li's mother came in carrying hot water and asked when she saw that her son was already dressed.

"Yes, the sooner the better." Li Xiangyang said, looking down as he buttoned his shirt.

Li's mother put down the basin of water, hesitated, and finally couldn't help but say, "You'd better think it through before you speak, don't..."

“Mother,” Li Xiangyang interrupted his mother with a smile, “Don’t worry. If this is done well, not only our family, but everyone will be overjoyed.”

After breakfast, Li Xiangyang went to the village committee.

He pondered what to say all the way.

Village Party Secretary Zhang values ​​two things most: village unity and taking care of those in need.

Now Zhang Dashan is abusing his power, which violates both of these rules.

The village committee's gate was wide open, and several villagers were talking at the entrance.

Upon seeing Li Xiangyang, they all greeted him.

"Is Secretary Zhang here?" Li Xiangyang asked.

"He's inside," a commune member pointed to the inner room, lowering his voice, "If you're going to complain about Zhang Dashan, you'd better watch your step. Old Secretary Zhang isn't in good health; if he gets seriously ill from anger, you'll have to pay for all his medical expenses."

“Don’t worry,” Li Xiangyang smiled, pulling out some bills from his pocket, “I brought some money for medical expenses. This case is one I have to file today.”

He said it so casually that several commune members laughed.

“You’re quite clever, lad,” the commune member winked. “But you’re right, this complaint should have been filed a long time ago. Go on, I’ll get you a donkey cart.”

Li Xiangyang wasn't the only one who knew that Old Zhang, the Party Secretary, was intolerant of any wrongdoing.

Everyone was afraid that his body couldn't handle it, so they endured the nausea and didn't report Zhang Dashan.

Now that Li Xiangyang has the medical expenses with him, there's nothing to fear.

Seeing that the other party went straight to prepare the donkey cart, Li Xiangyang's heart began to pound with apprehension.

Old Zhang, the Party Secretary, is indeed not in good health. If I go to complain, I might really upset the old man and cause him serious harm.

Then he reassured himself.

The later Secretary Zhang learns about Zhang Dashan's actions over the years, the worse it will be. Knowing the truth now is actually a good thing.

"Knock knock"—he gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." A deep but slightly tired voice came from inside.

Pushing open the door, I saw Old Zhang, the Party Secretary, sitting at the table. Although his hair was gray, his eyes were still bright and piercing.

He was taken aback when he saw that it was Li Xiangyang.

"Oh, it's the third son's child." Old Zhang put down the documents in his hand. "What's wrong? Are you having financial difficulties?"

The words "Your family is having difficulties" warmed Li Xiangyang's heart.

After his father passed away, Lao Zhang took good care of their family.

But later his health deteriorated, and he couldn't take care of many things anymore.

Li Xiangyang took a deep breath.

Even if it costs all the medical expenses, I have to sue them.

We cannot allow Secretary Zhang to tarnish his reputation in his later years.

“Old Party Secretary, it’s not that I’m having financial difficulties at home,” Li Xiangyang said, bowing slightly. “I’ve come to talk to you about something.”

"Sit down." Old Zhang gestured to the stool opposite him. "Speak, what is it?"

Li Xiangyang sat down and nervously recounted what had happened in the past two days.

From the Yang family son's knife attack to Zhang Dashan's threats to withhold work points, not a single word was omitted.

After hearing this, Old Zhang's face grew even more gloomy.

"You bastard!" He slammed his hand on the table. "You think Zhang Dashan would dare to act so recklessly while I was away for a few days?"

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room: "This Yang family is indeed not easy to deal with. But Zhang Dashan, as the production team leader, not only doesn't support his own people, but he's actually helping people from other villages?"

Li Xiangyang saw that Lao Zhang was getting angrier and angrier as he walked away, and he became a little worried.

"Wait here, I'll go and fetch Zhang Dashan right now."

Li Xiangyang quickly stood up: "Old Party Secretary, actually I just wanted to talk to you about this. I wanted you to know..."

"You know?" Old Zhang sneered. "Not only do I know, I'll manage it! If this production team leader doesn't want to keep his job, plenty of people are waiting to take his place!"

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.

It was Zhang Dashan who led the middle-aged woman who had come to Li Xiangyang's house with him yesterday into the house.

Seeing Li Xiangyang sitting in the room, Zhang Dashan was taken aback at first, then sneered, "Uncle, I was just about to tell you about this kid."

"Shut up!" Old Zhang whirled around and launched into a tirade, "You're a production team leader, and it's one thing if you don't work for your own villagers, but you're actually helping outsiders bully your own people?"

Zhang Dashan's expression changed: "Uncle, it's not what you think..."

"Not what I think?" Old Zhang slammed his hand on the table. "Then what is it? Tell me!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman tried to speak up: "Comrade Zhang, the thing is..."

"Who are you?" Old Zhang stared at her. "This is an internal matter for our village. What business is it of yours?"

The middle-aged woman was speechless and turned pale when asked the question.

"I'm asking you, Zhang Dashan!" Old Zhang pointed at Zhang Dashan's nose, "Yesterday when you went to Li Xiangyang's house, did you threaten to deduct his work points?"

Sweat beaded on Zhang Dashan's forehead: "That was...."

"What is that?" Old Zhang sneered. "You think you can act so recklessly just because I'm not home? Let me tell you, from today onwards, you're fired as production team leader!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dashan was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale: "Uncle, you can't..."